East Division Street in Chicago, in 1957, on a Pentron reel-to-reel tape
recorder, at 7 1/2 IPS. I used to sing this at the Cafe Roue, on Rush
Street, where I was paid ten dollars a night.
Happy New Year!!!
E A7 E A7
In the evenin, in the evenin
E A7 E7
Baby when the sun goes down
A A7 A A7
In the evenin, in the evenin
E E7
Baby when the sun goes down
A E A A7 E
Ain’t it lonesome baby when you’re not around
A E B7
And the sun goes down
When the fun, the fun’s all over
Baby when the whiskey’s all gone dry
A man gets to thinkin’
A guy was born to die
In the evenin’ in the evenin’
Baby when the sun goes down, and you’re not around
It’s goodbye my friends and pals
I’ve got to be goin’ my way
But I, I’m gonna see you all
Some old rainy day
In the evenin’ in the evenin’
Baby when the sun goes down, and you’re not around
In the evenin, in the evenin
Baby when the sun goes down
In the evenin, in the evenin
Baby when the sun goes down
Ain’t it lonesome baby when you’re not around
And the sun goes down
� 1998 McGuinn Music – Roger McGuinn